[He goes to pat Kazuki on the shoulder, but then a memshare!]
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You're running as fast as your two legs can carry you, dodging around the thorny vines that have taken over most of the castle. Every so often you feel a twitch in your nose, and you have to plug it with your free hand and force the sneeze down. You can't afford to teleport away now, people are counting on you.
"Mitile! Mitile, run away......!"
"I canโt leave you behind, Riquet! ....I-itโs here......"
You grit your teeth as you vault over a low wall. The voices of Mitile and Riquet are echoing through the labyrinth of walls and thorns, distant but clear enough to point you in the right direction.
Your sleeve catches on a thorn, cutting your arm, you barely slow down from the pain.
You hear the roar of the fearsome minotaur, followed by the screams of the two boys. You're getting closer. "Just hold on a little longer," you say, even though you know they can't hear you.
Up over one tall wall, and down you drop into an open courtyard. On the far side, you can see that the minotaur has cornered the two boys, who are hugging each other and crying out in terror.
"No..."
"Mother, please save us!"
But the one who answers Mitileโs cry for help is not his caring mother in heaven. Itโs you, the Northern wizard Bradley.
You flick your rifle up, pointing it directly at the minotaur's head. And then you shoot.
"<< Adnopotensum >>!"
Shot through the head, the Minotaur collapses to the ground with a deafening crash.
The two terrified boys look up to you.
"Mister Bradley!"
"Bradley!"
You grin at the relief and joy lighting up their faces.
"Sorry, my bad! That took me some time! I got blasted away by a sneeze, see. So I kept sneezing my way back. Stroke of luck landed me here in time......"
You casually chat away, but then you take notice of the boysโ wet eyes, their swollen ankles, their elbows scraped red. They fought really hard, didn't they. They're still kids, barely 15, and they managed to stare down a minotaur until you could come to their rescue.
You narrows your eyes kindly and pat them both on their shoulders. "Hey, you look like real men right now. You worked hard."
At your praise, Riquet and Mitileโs faces crumple up tearfully. "......W-we did!!"
[ ...it's easy enough to see what he's doing. talking and talking to distract those kids, keep their heads up, keep them looking forward. it's not a bad thing to do - not really, but there's something in it that makes kazuki a little uncomfortable, so he chooses to focus on something else. ]
Basically, everyone who survived the previous calamity- the one before Nero joined the Sage's wizards- got cursed by the calamity. We have no idea how to get rid of our curses either, beyond "defeat the calamity for good".
Honestly, sneeze-teleporting isn't as bad as some of the others. I'll take it over never being able to sleep again.
Dunno. There's some crazy fucks in my world. Consider this: I'm probably the most sane and responsible wizard in the entire Northern Country right now.
[He knows he carries only 2 braincells, that's the point he's trying to make.]
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...She finally started listening to me.
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Good. It's hard to form strong bonds if you don't listen. Glad she came around on that.
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[He goes to pat Kazuki on the shoulder, but then a memshare!]
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You're running as fast as your two legs can carry you, dodging around the thorny vines that have taken over most of the castle. Every so often you feel a twitch in your nose, and you have to plug it with your free hand and force the sneeze down. You can't afford to teleport away now, people are counting on you.
"Mitile! Mitile, run away......!"
"I canโt leave you behind, Riquet! ....I-itโs here......"
You grit your teeth as you vault over a low wall. The voices of Mitile and Riquet are echoing through the labyrinth of walls and thorns, distant but clear enough to point you in the right direction.
Your sleeve catches on a thorn, cutting your arm, you barely slow down from the pain.
You hear the roar of the fearsome minotaur, followed by the screams of the two boys. You're getting closer. "Just hold on a little longer," you say, even though you know they can't hear you.
Up over one tall wall, and down you drop into an open courtyard. On the far side, you can see that the minotaur has cornered the two boys, who are hugging each other and crying out in terror.
"No..."
"Mother, please save us!"
But the one who answers Mitileโs cry for help is not his caring mother in heaven. Itโs you, the Northern wizard Bradley.
You flick your rifle up, pointing it directly at the minotaur's head. And then you shoot.
"<< Adnopotensum >>!"
Shot through the head, the Minotaur collapses to the ground with a deafening crash.
The two terrified boys look up to you.
"Mister Bradley!"
"Bradley!"
You grin at the relief and joy lighting up their faces.
"Sorry, my bad! That took me some time! I got blasted away by a sneeze, see. So I kept sneezing my way back. Stroke of luck landed me here in time......"
You casually chat away, but then you take notice of the boysโ wet eyes, their swollen ankles, their elbows scraped red. They fought really hard, didn't they. They're still kids, barely 15, and they managed to stare down a minotaur until you could come to their rescue.
You narrows your eyes kindly and pat them both on their shoulders. "Hey, you look like real men right now. You worked hard."
At your praise, Riquet and Mitileโs faces crumple up tearfully. "......W-we did!!"
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"Sneezing your way back?"
[ the fuck does that mean. ]
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Basically, everyone who survived the previous calamity- the one before Nero joined the Sage's wizards- got cursed by the calamity. We have no idea how to get rid of our curses either, beyond "defeat the calamity for good".
Honestly, sneeze-teleporting isn't as bad as some of the others. I'll take it over never being able to sleep again.
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...That... Yeah. That sounds miserable.
[ what the fuck ]
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[What the fuck indeed.]
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what ]
The entire moon? A whole celestial body tries to kill you?
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[He knows he carries only 2 braincells, that's the point he's trying to make.]
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[Bradley like "this fucker is even stupider than me!"]
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...But you guys are still going back?
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Plus the Central and Southern tinies would never forgive us if we didn't come back.
[Riquet and Mitile, from the memory.]
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